X Marks the Spot Lyrics


The search for fact not truth

I am a sucker for the siren

The old man becomes lost

We all are blind

In tunnels of rats - and fire

I find your shield - your sword

In cathedrals we search

X marks the spot

We descend

With bone and cloth - we light the path

In your tomb - I see the answer

In tunnels of rats - and fire

I find your shield - your sword

The search for fact not truth

I am a sucker for the siren

The old man is lost

We all are blind

My soul is prepared

How’s yours?